કંઇક આપ

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એક હૂંફાળી સ​વાર,

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ક્યારેક તો તુ કંઇક આપ...

Evening

It was a cold evening. The Sun has just set and the Moon was about to appear in the dusky sky. The boy seemed lost and unhappy. But he was walking on the right path. The branches of all trees were making a beautiful scene, almost like a painting. He stopped for a while and he found a stone, white. He touched it and it was having a smooth surface. He sat somewhere and listened to the sound of Peacock. He realised that the inner peace he was looking for, was easily available here. He wiped his tears and promised himself that he will be happy.

Someday

Someday, I'll write about what was on my mind when I saw you for the very first time. I'll write about how I felt in your arms. I'll write about each season, I'll write about every feeling I have lived with you. I'll write about the evening spent in the mountains. I'll write about the afternoon by a waterfall. I'll write about every tear which rolled down on my cheeks. Someday, I'll write about everything.